Avengers Seven Minutes In Heaven

How It Began

Saturday night always meant party night when it came to Tony Stark. And that's exactly where you were at the moment. At a party that Tony Stark held with the music booming so loudly that it made your ears feel like exploding. You looked around the room in search of your friends and almost instantly bumped into Wanda.

"Wowie, Y/N," she commented. "You look amazing!" You grinned at her as you looked down at your attire, twirling a little for her. You had on a simple white round neck A-line dress that was a little above your knees with a black leather jacket thrown on your shoulders along with a pair of black ankle boots to complete your outfit. On your right wrist you had on a silver charm bracelet that had all of the charms for every single Avenger including yourself. You had brought along your beige slingbag even though Tony had insisted that you didn't bring it along. You brought it anyways because it had all of your essentials in there. Your (h/c) hair was let down and it got a little bit in your face as you twirled. Wanda laughed and grabbed your wrist. "Come on. Let's hang out with Nat," she said, pulling you to where Nat was.

Hours had passed and everyone except for the gang left. Scott was chatting with Clint with a smile spread across his face while the two sat cross legged on the floor. Stephen sat himself by Bruce on the couch and talked about what you assumed was science-y stuff. Thor and Loki were, well, Thor and Loki. Thor was trying to refrain his brother from stabbing him. Again. Steve and Bucky were sitting on the same couch as Stephen and Bruce but on the other side, talking to each other in hushed tones. Pietro, Wanda and Nat were sitting with you on the bar stools with the twins arguing about something. Everyone's actions stopped abruptly when Tony waltzed into the room with his hands behind his back.

"Okay, gang!" he announced.

"Please don't call us gang," said Loki.

"Well, screw you, Loki because I'm calling us a gang," Tony replied without looking at Loki. "Okay gang. On this very night, we will be playing a little game. A little game that I like to call..." Tony being the dramatic little being that he was, slowly revealed what was in his hands, which was a potato sack. "Seven minutes in heaven!"

A majority of the group let out groans. The two super soldiers and two gods just looked confused. Pietro and Clint actually seemed eager. Tony went on to explain how the game works to the four people who were puzzled. Thor and Bucky only had smirks on their faces while Steve blushed madly. Loki just seemed uninterested. "Inside here are little things that I had picked out. Things that reminded me of you guys. Since there are three beautiful female members of our team, we'll let them go first. If the twins get each other, pick someone else." The twins sighed in relief at that.

"Really, Tony," you protested. "We're not a bunch of teenagers."

Tony turned to you with a mischevious glint in his eyes. Uh oh. Maybe protesting wasn't such a good idea. "Y/N! How about you make the game official?" he asked.

"You won't stop pestering me until I say yes, will you?" you sighed. Tony replied with a cheerful nope that made you sigh once again.

What the hell. Why not, you thought to yourself. You got up from your seat and walked over to Tony.

"That's the spirit!"

You put your hand into the sack and rummaged around and...